1622: C1622 After Taking the Pills It's Still the Same

C1622 After Taking the Pills It's Still the Same

"Let me think, before you took the herbs, you were just a Martial King warrior?"

Mo Nan recalled the memory with a thoughtful expression, and then he felt even more disgusted.

"You have lived for more than half of your life, but you are only a Martial King warrior. With your talent, even if you broke through to the Martial Saint realm, you are still a piece of trash."

"Do you have the right to be a man?"

old rascal kept laughing at him.

What should be said or not? Every word he said turned into a dagger that stabbed into Wu Sen's heart.

After cultivating for more than half of his life, he was only a Martial King. It was a memory that Wu Sen did not want to recall.

Although it was a great opportunity for each person to break through after consuming the spiritual herbs, it was still the same thing. Because of his limited talent, many people secretly mocked him.

Wu Sen knew all of these, but he just pretended not to understand them.

Now that Mo Nan had pointed out all of these things, how could he tolerate it? He didn't even have the mood to care about the three Martial Sovereign warriors who were hesitating and didn't come to help. He spoke word by word with a gloomy expression.

"Brat, you deserve to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

He dashed towards Mo Nan.

"Are you afraid of me?"

old rascal also let out an angry humph and rushed towards Mo Nan.

For a moment, loud noises echoed in the sky. Many disciples of the Witch Sect looked up at the sky in fear.

However, they had to admit that Wu Sen's invincible image in their hearts had collapsed at this moment.

The Sect Chief couldn't even suppress a Martial Sovereign, this was really...

To put it bluntly, even if Mo Nan was defeated today, Wu Sen wouldn't be able to have such a high rallying power in the Witch Sect in the future.

Of course, this was not old rascal's goal. He just wanted to disgust Wu Sen. As for the future, hehe, Wu Sen would have to live.

He would never let Wu Sen live.

"This farce should end now."

After another palm strike, Mo Nan pulled away from Wu Sen. He felt bored and said calmly.

Whether they should say it or not, Wu Sen had really disappointed him.

Initially, he had hoped that he would be able to have a great battle with this guy. In this way, he would be able to reap a lot of benefits.

However, the facts proved that a Martial Saint who had broken through purely by relying on spiritual herbs was too weak. Let alone comparing himself to a true Martial Saint, even Wu Sen would not be able to match up to Mu Ruyan.

Back then, Mo Nan had relied on the formation to temporarily become a Martial Sovereign, and he had been able to defeat Mu Ruyan. Now that he had broken through to the Martial Sovereign realm, he was still inferior to Wu Sen. This really disappointed him.

Since that was the case, there was no need to waste any more time.

"Impudent!"

When Wu Sen heard this, he even said in shock and anger. In the next moment, he widened his eyes and looked at Mo Nan in horror as he used all of his strength.

Spirit Gathering Bead, activate.

In the blink of an eye, the Spiritual Force Changyun replenished the Spiritual Force that old rascal had consumed. Immediately, it continued to flow into his body. Mo Nan held the long blade in his hand and made a diagonal chopping motion.

His aura gradually became astonishing.

When the Saber Qi was about to lose control, Mo Nan sneered. His figure flashed and appeared in front of Wu Sen, who was about to retreat.

"Slash!"

An angry shout pierced through the long cloud.

In an instant, the disciples of the Witch Sect raised their heads to look at the sky. They could only see the blade shadows covering the entire sky.

"No."

The terrified and unwilling roars were soon drowned out by the blade shadows.

After a while, when the blade shadow disappeared, Wu Sen, who had been standing in the air, had disappeared without a trace. Not even a corpse was left.

The expected fierce battle ended just like that. old rascal lowered his head and looked at the long blade in his hand. He could not help but feel bored.

However, it also proved that in the lower realm, he was probably no match for him anymore.

If Liao Xian was still around, there might still be people who could chase after him. However, when the passageway between the two realms closed, Liao Xian and the others followed Shi Sheng and the others to the higher realm.

"Hu."

After calming himself down, Mo Nan sheathed his saber. He was happy after feeling empty. The biggest problem was gone. From now on, he could finally be at ease and protect Bingqing and the other girls. They slept together every day...

"Cough cough."

Mo Nan coughed lightly. He couldn't hide his smile anymore. He landed on the ground and stood in front of the three Martial Sovereign warriors.

The three of them had witnessed Wu Sen's death with their own eyes. Even at this moment, they were still unable to accept it. Mo Nan called out to them, and the three of them turned around in shock. Cold sweat immediately broke out on their foreheads as they said in unison.

"Young Master Mo, what happened today..."

Mo Nan waved his hand impatiently.

He knew what the three of them were going to say. It was nothing more than explaining what happened today. It had nothing to do with them. They were all forced by Wu Sen. However, since Wu Sen was already dead, Mo Nan couldn't be bothered to pursue the matter any further. He interrupted the three of them and said,

"From today onwards, the Shaman Sect will officially change its name to the Dao Institute. Do you understand?"

He had already discussed with Chen Rongma that the name of the Dao College was of great importance to him. Hence, he hoped that Chen Rongma would cut off his love, and Old Chen agreed to give the Dao College of Yanjing a new name.

In fact, there was nothing Chen Rongma could do if he didn't change his name. Once old rascal changed the Witch Sect to the Dao Institute, would anyone know about his Dao Institute in the future? It was hard to say for sure.

After all, when a martial artist mentioned the Dao College, they would only remember this place in the Sichuan Region. Who would know that there was actually a Dao College in the Yanjing?

"We'll remember it."

The three Martial Sovereign said in unison and heaved a sigh of relief at the same time. From Mo Nan's words, they could tell that the former did not intend to do anything to them. They could not help but feel lucky in their hearts.

Mo Nan continued.

"In addition, the Dao College definitely needs someone to manage it. However, I'm not free. I'll send someone over later to help. If there's anything you can't handle, you can contact me at any time. "

old rascal had thought about it seriously.

He did not have the energy or patience to manage the Dao College personally. Being a manager was what he was best at.0

As for who should replace him, he already had a suitable candidate. He reckoned that the fellow was already on his way.

"Yes."

The three Martial Sovereign nodded once again. How could they not know what Mo Nan was saying? In fact, he was telling them to stay here and not cause any trouble.

After that, he asked the three of them to bring him to Elder Ren and the others. old rascal personally treated them. Although he couldn't let them cultivate again, at least he could make their injuries disappear. That was all he could do.

He sent people to personally send Elder Ren and the other old men back to their families. After doing all this, Mo Nan didn't want to stay any longer and left in a hurry.

...

A day later.

At the foot of the mountain.

"Son of a b * tch, I've had eight lifetimes of bad luck with such a senior brother." He was no longer the bumpkin who had just descended the mountain. Shi Yiming carried a cloth bag on his back and walked up the mountain while cursing.

Although he was now a Martial King warrior.

Ever since the restoration of the Lower Realm Spiritual Force, he had started cultivating as well, which was considered a small achievement. However, when he thought about how he would be managing a large sect in the future, as well as many Martial Sovereign warriors, his heart trembled with fear.

In the end, Lin Yunyi's company in Modu was on the right track. He could just rest for a while...

In the end, before he could sleep, he was called here by Mo Nan. He did not stop for a day.

What the hell is going on?

Although he was depressed, he still went up the mountain slowly. He was actually happy to be able to return to the Dao College. Otherwise, he would not have agreed to Mo Nan's request.

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